11. Arrividerci Roma

another blog entry taken from my travel journal at http://www.bertnlou.blogspot.com/

November 2009

We are sitting in the Rome Airport sipping cappacino and nibbling on croissants awaiting our flight to Zurich then Chicago. We overnight in Chicago before flying into Kelowna tomorrow. It's going to be quite a jaunt.

It is pouring out as I look out the window... its a sign its time to go home.

We have had nothing but blue skies and warm sunshine til today. It has been an amazing trip, so much to write and pictures to share once I get settled back at home in front of my own lap top.

Home, ahhh yes we are ready. Bert and I miss our son very very very much. We have seen so many things, marvelled at monuments, walked and treked through every terrain, laughed wholeheartedly and enjoyed so much the trip but everywhere we keep thinking how much our son would enjoy it too. One day he will have to see this all with his own eyes, he will love it I know. We have had a chance to talk with him a few times, but, I can hardly wait to hug him and tell him our stories in person.

We have proven you can eat everything you see, oh and you can drink wine every day too!

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Shakespeare I'm not, but the borrowing, the appreciation, the effort is true.

Shakespeare I'm not, but the borrowing, the appreciation, the effort is true. And that's why my Blog title is a 'play on' words altering the opening line of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night from "if music be the food of love" to "life" because it seemed to reflect me and my aspirations of writing, much better.



'Love', as a word, comes with expectations doesn't it? It seems grandiose and definitive. The word 'Life' though feels comfortable, more palatable and true. That's what I really hope to accomplish with my blog. Write what I feel, write for me, write about my life. So with that said, I hope you find something to 'chew on' from reading my blog. Expect tired clichés, eclectic music references, spelling mistakes, run-on sentences and poor grammar, because well, that’s just me.


Cheers!